The Legend of De Marco (2012)
“Her body was betraying her, going into full on readiness mode. Nipples peaking, stomach tightening, and down below, between her legs … ‘What are you talking about?’ Gracie willed her body to calm down and said tightly, ‘I met the new housekeeper. So what does that make me?’ Rocco’s hands were in his pockets. He wasn’t wearing a jacket, just a shirt and tie, and he looked magnificent with the sun streaming in behind him, highlighting the broadness of his physique. His shirt was so finely made that she could see the dark hue of his skin and the delineated muscles.
He came around his desk then and perched on the corner, hands still in his pockets. For a moment Gracie had a rush of imagining that he had done that to stop himself from reaching for her, and cursed her runaway imagination.
‘I hired Mrs Jones because I don’t want you doing any more housework.’ Gracie injected false brightness into her voice. ‘So I’m free to go?’ He shook his head, a glint in his eye. ‘Not a chance.
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